No one told me to leave
Someone asked me to stay
Four years ago
Couldn't have torn me away

But New York needs me more than this place
New York don't need me at all
New York's the woman with no face
I think I'll try Brooklyn in the fall

Easy to see
Why people get
Skinny
In the city
Amphetamines
For to keep
At bay the weight
Of the names we carry
Can't wait to be
Letting the man pick me clean
Foolish of me
To carve Tennessee
In my skin
And assume it won't follow
But under your wing
I dream, dream
I could leave it tomorrow

Friends, disposable trophies
I guess it's a millennial thing
But I'd have swallowed mine whole
Just to feel them inside me

Now I keep count
Down my tallied arm
Of all the ones I've lost
Tattoos for a cause

New York wants me more than this place
New York don't want me at all
New York's the woman with no grace
I think I'll try Brooklyn in the fall

Easy to see
Why people get
Skinny
In the city
Amphetamines
For to keep
At bay the weight
Of the names we carry
Can't wait to be
Letting the man pick me clean
Foolish of me
To carve Tennessee
In my skin
And assume it won't follow
But under your wing
I dream, dream
I could leave it tomorrow
Like you did ten years ago
Like you did ten years ago

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